SAM BRADLEY ANOTHER FOREVER? A winter drifts in a fall, and again, drifts into a spring. But here is full summer and a white rose. A music is shadow-led. It vines vaguely toward me. I gave...
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THE SCREEN Since appearing at the Lincoln Center Film Festival last fall, Ma Nuit Chez Maud (My Night at Maud's) has been talked about in visually glowing terms, and a persistent if small...
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